Angel,disgraced


Kill me now,before i shout
Kill me here,before i hate
Take me now,when i am tame
Kill me before i say your name

For times when i shall be set free
Horrid truths would come to be
When 'love' would turn to 'want'
And a 'gift' shall turn to 'need'
And you shall see...

Hurt it would,and pain a lot
As my heart would heave a sigh,
Heavens would close and prisons call
When a fallen god shall cry
On a silent pyre...

Drink and lust would take me home,
To a ship with pirate's flag
And a frightened devil would sit amazed,
When I sing about my angel,disgraced.

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